Sinful Ever After (Sinful Serenade Book 5) - Crystal Kaswell Page 0,2
front of your uncle."
I swallow hard. Fuck. I can't remember the last time I was speechless. A nod is all I can manage.
"That's sweet." Her smile spreads to her ears.
"He would have loved you."
"Really?"
"Really." He would have adored her. Especially the way she gives me shit. And the way she doesn't take my shit. And those gorgeous brown eyes of hers. That vibrant smile. The way she laughs with her entire body.
"Why?" she asks.
Where the hell do I start? "You make me better. Stronger."
"You have it backward. You make me better. You make me stronger."
My smile widens. Still, my stomach and chest are floating. Fucking nerves. Stage fright has nothing on marriage proposals.
"You're supposed to answer," I tease. "But I am willing to kneel here all afternoon."
"You can't kneel here all afternoon. I need you on your knees later."
I melt. I'm asking her to marry me, and she's replying with a sex joke.
She's perfect.
Her voice drops to a whisper. "Yes. Of course."
She's smiling. Her brown eyes are bright.
She's not just happy. She's ecstatic.
My entire body goes light. I slide the ring onto her finger.
"Is this really happening?" She stares at the ring. Her eyes fill with wonder then they're back on me. "It's huge."
"We both know you can take huge."
She laughs as she traces the outline of the stone.
I want to feel every ounce of her joy. I wrap my arms around her and pull her into a deep kiss.
"Miles," she murmurs. "Your uncle will see."
Her hands go to my hair. She pulls me closer. Her lips part to make way for my tongue.
I know her body, know how to make her needy. I drag my fingertips up her thigh until she's groaning into my mouth. She arches her body into mine, spurring me on.
She sighs as she pulls back. "Not in front of Damon."
"Why not?"
"Miles!" She squeals. "I don't want him to think I'm a tramp."
"He wasn't 85, Princess." I call her by her Star Wars nickname. Last Halloween, she dressed as Princess Leia. I knew she would, so I dressed as Han Solo. I've been calling her Princess ever since. It used to annoy her, but now it makes her smile. "He didn't think anybody was a tramp."
She flips me off playfully then looks at the tombstone. "I love your nephew—"
"He adopted me."
She nods. "I love your son more than anything. I'm sorry we couldn't meet. I'll try to take good care of him."
I push myself to my feet and slide my arms around her.
Relief floods my limbs. I fucking missed her.
Meg presses her lips against mine with a hungry kiss. We have a lot of time to make up for, but she's clearly exhausted. I can't fuck her the way she deserves to be fucked. Hell, it's not just what she wants. I haven't gone twenty-nine days without sex since I started having sex.
I need to be deep inside her. I need her nails raking across my back, her limbs shaking as she comes.
I need her coming again and again.
My lips press together. I fucking miss the taste of her. Especially the way her thighs press against my cheeks as she comes on my tongue.
Now to find a spot private enough that I can peel her jeans to her feet, slide between her legs, and lick her until she's screaming my name.
"I have to show you something," she murmurs. Her fingers dig into my shoulders.
She's close to falling asleep in my arms. This will have to wait until we're in a proper bed. I'm not about to go easy on her. Not for anything.
"Miles." Her fingers find the bare skin of my chest. She pulls my t-shirt aside and traces the lines of my tattoo.
Her lips part with a sigh of desire. A lot of women have ogled me, but none do it the way Meg does, with this mix of need, lust, love, and appreciation.
No one knows me the way she does. Damon is the only other person who ever saw me, all of me.
She takes a half-step backward.
Her eyes fill with vulnerability. Even now, after a year, it's rare that she has her guard this low.
Slowly, she pulls the zipper of her hoodie to her waist. Her hands go to her chest, covering her cleavage.
Huh? Meg isn't shy about her breasts. She knows how much I appreciate them. In fact, there's no one in the parking lot. I should take her there and suck on her nipples until she's purring my name.